Years have passed
since You first ignited my heart,
but, alas, these days it feels, as if,
my spark is dying out.
I remember clearly
how You held my hand
and made my feet hang around,
in the transcendental dance
of Your Divine Space.
You didn’t ask for anything in return,
but my heart was the only tax
that You’ve always yearned.
Thus, I easily joined the transcendental party
of igniting all the spark-like hearts around.
I never looked back
and I will never look again,
but these days I wish You reveal Yourself
so, I can carry on adoring You,
so, I can carry on serving You,
so, I can carry on seeing You!
Oh, Dear Friend Divine,
I think it’s time for You to reignite
this heart of mine!
The world is ready for Your transcendental
call Divine and I want to be like a
shining light on the path for others.
I wish I’d be the spark
that ignites their hearts
and starts the revolution.
I wish I’d be the helping hand
of bringing all the dancers
to Your Divine Ground!
Alas, Oh, Dear Friend Divine
it’s time for You
to reignite this heart of mine,
‘cause I am quite weak and blind,
without Your merciful sidelong lotus glance.
I submit my dying heart
at Your Divine hands!